
I had a post about the dismal state of New York nightlife kicking around in my brain for a while, but knowing me, it was bound to become too long-winded, intense and hater-ious for anyone’s blog-reading pleasure, so I will do you the favor and spare you.
As another weekend approaches, the landscape looked bleak. Then I received the invitation above.
It just so happens that one of our friends is throwing a Villains & Heroes-themed birthday party at Arena on Friday, and I am all over it.
Normally, I would also hate on Arena (even though I have never been), but I am feeling particularly positive today, so I won’t. Plus, our boy DJ Berrie will be spinning so its bound to be a crazy dance party.
I should probably mention that back in the college days, The Blackberrie first made a name for ourselves by consistently hosting the craziest theme parties Boston had even seen, so we have a particular fondness for them.
Theme parties work for a few simple reasons:
In the too-cool-for-school society where kids constantly think they have somewhere better to be, theme parties keep the crowd focused, stationary. I mean, if your rocking devil horns and a cape (at the VERY least) chances are you are not going anywhere else.
In addition, putting on a costume only heightens the notion of escaping yourself and your daily life, which is pretty much the reason people go out and get drunk in the first place.
A foolproof approach in my book. Bravo to Will for stepping it up.
Final Word: One costume party will hardly cure New York of its slump. But there’s something to be said for creativity, however silly.
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